When four of my college girlfriends said they wanted to get away for a girls’ only weekend, I was thrilled to play Sunshine State hostess-with-the-mostess. After all, the tried and true blackmail material from our undergrad days–nearly a decade and a half ago– had grown stale. It was time to cultivate some new memories to hold over their heads. By the end of the weekend though, they were the ones with the goods on me. But more on that later.
Situated in the old Travelodge on the Gulf in St. Pete’s Beach, The Postcard Inn on the Beach delivered everything it promised. Ocean views? Check. Hipster crowd and a shabby beach bar? Check. Barbeque brisket? (You get the idea.) Upon check in, it appeared the PCI was our perfect oasis from reality- with the bonus of a Florida resident rate. The rooms and lobby were decorated in surfer chic and provided a great value for the price point.
The PCI beach was practically deserted Friday and Saturday. We rented cabanas for a reasonable $20 and spent time walking the beach, protecting conch from other predatory beachgoers. PCI has four beach volleyball courts and there was a tournament going on that weekend, as well as beach volleyball primer for beginners. It looked like a lot of fun– but we were content chill-axing on the noodles in the pool, listening to the live music, Dos Equis in hand. There was a nice crowd poolside, but quite a different scene from spring breaks of days past where losing shoes, credit cards and each other was de rigueur.
At night we’d head out to eat. Interestingly enough, the best meal we had was at Wildwood Barbeque & Burger, PCI’s onsite barbeque restaurant. Owned by the restaurant group that created the Dos Caminos concept, Wildwood is an industrial space. Our group really enjoyed the sticky ribs, and maui fish tacos and specialty drink menu. The hands down favorite was the “Splish Splash,” made with muddled granny smith apples and cinnamon, Patron tequila and house made sour mix. Dangerous! After three of these apple libations, I double dog dare you to say “Splish Splash” three times fast.
After dinner we’d camp out at the bar next to PCI where they had live music. Nevermind that the band only knew about eight songs, we had a great time watching really inebriated people attempt their best moves on and off the dance floor. We of course, were models of cool, calm and collected. That’s our story at least, and we are sticking to it–because that’s what good girlfriends do. 6300 Gulf Boulevard, St Pete Beach, FL 33706. Tel: (800) 237-8919.